Rewind — Rewind Our Vows

My name is Guiqin. This loud, ranting old man is my husband. It all started six months ago.

That day at the hospital, he was diagnosed with dementia. It was the first time I heard him say he was scared. Don't be scared.

It's just age. Normal. I'm just scared of forgetting you.

Later, I found our home camcorder. If forgetting is the end of love, then film the journey.

Then rewind. His memory got worse and worse, but strangely, in his eyes, I

seemed young again. One day, he proposed to me. Mom,

you're really marrying Dad? But the doctor said— I know my own body. I know what I'm doing.

And after it's over, you have to go to the hospital. For richer, for poorer, do you take her as your wife?

I do. In sickness and in age, do you take him as your husband? I do.

Etch your smile once more. Even if tomorrow I wake to a blank world again, at least this moment,

I'm still by your side.